The afternoon sun shines through the hollow window and gently falls on Qian Shang's face
In front of the bed covered with light gauze tents, there is a small red sandalwood coffee table, with a gold-painted porcelain bowl on it, containing dark concoction. It looks a bit strange.
Next to the medicine bowl, a bronze cauldron is burning sandalwood. The hollow dragon cover blows light smoke from all sides, emitting a deep fragrance.
Qian Shang was sleeping on the bed. After a long time, she seemed to have had some nightmare and woke up.
He raised his head and saw Lan Xin, standing with a hesitant expression on his face.
"What's wrong?" Qian Chang asked lightly, then glanced at the bowl of medicine and felt a little sick.
"Miss Qianshang, the Commander-in-Chief of the Royal Forest Army would like to see you."
Qian Shang knew Lan Xin was in trouble, and Qiye probably gave her instructions not to allow her to go out. However, Hurd came...
Qian Shang struggled to get up. Lan Xin quickly reached out to hold her shoulders and said anxiously: "Miss Qian Shang, you can't go to see him. The emperor will be angry if he finds out."
Qian Shang raised her head, with longing in her eyes, and said pleadingly: "I only want to see him once, just one look. Don't tell the emperor, no one will know."
"Miss Qianshang, your body has been very weak these past two days. If it doesn't work, could you please let the general come in to see you?" Lan Xin felt sorry for her master. After all, who wouldn't feel sorry for such a master with such a rough fate?
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Qian Shang nodded for a while, and then Lan Xin went out.
Hurd came in a moment later, looking at Qian Chang with piercing eyes. In the depths of his eyes, with a hint of distress, he picked up a jade quilt and placed it gently behind Qian Chang.
Qianshang is so soft and comfortable when you lean against it.
"Qianshang, you still don't know how to take care of yourself. You are so sick. Why don't you let Lan Xin tell me that I can come another day?"
Hurd saw that Qian Shang was only wearing a light pink thin shirt, which was a bit thin in the autumn, so he stretched out his hand to help Qian Shang cover the quilt high and said
